Sunday, April 30, 2017
Punishable past................
Lord................
I cant take it................
It hurts alot................
But then again................
It seems that you think i can handle it................
Maybe i will................
But i cant handle it right now................
It is very heavy................
It presses my chest so hard................
I cant breath................
I need air................
I need space................
I need you................
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